Author's Note:

And now, for something brand new folks; the director's cut of Zootopia. Personally, I think this would've made a better story than the final idea. I'm not saying that the final version is bad, I'm just saying the director's cut was more interesting and since that'll probably never see the light of day, I've decided to put it up on here, along with my own interpretations of the film.

So here its...my own interpretation of that beloved Disney masterpiece: Zootopia. It may be modern, but movies don't have to be really old to be classics, they just have to be really good.


Many millenniums ago in the past, the world had been inhabited by creatures of all sorts of shapes, colors and sizes. From the smallest ant to the biggest elephant.

Back in the beginning of the planet, animals known as "prey" had been hunted by predators for food, due to their instinctive and biological nature. There have been seven continents, but little did we humans know that there was an unknown eighth one in an uncharted location. Where is this location? No clue. No human ever found or heard of this strange place, not even Christopher Columbus. But one thing's for sure; the continent was inhabited only by animals including; mammals, reptiles, birds and primates of all shapes and sizes. No human ever set foot on that island, ever!

While prehistoric animals found a new home in the big underground, one animal discovered something; a patch of strange plants. He took a bite and soon enough, he became anthropomorphic, which means that he gained the ability of speaking human language and walking on his back legs. Soon enough, all the animals had eaten the strange plants and evolved into anthropomorphic creatures.

Unfortunately, predators still had their primal urge to consume delicious meat and hunt. To ensure that predators never gave into their primal instincts again, they invented something called a Tame Collar. The collar was programmed to give predators a small shock to their body whenever they gave into their original instincts or get agitated. They would get them around their fifth birthday, but we'll get to that later on. Right now, let's get to know our protagonists.

Our story opens in the house of a family of foxes; this is the home of our protagonist, Nick Wilde. Nick and his family lived in a place called "Zootopia", which was the name of the continent I was telling about a few paragraphs back. Now, predators didn't have much in the Zootopian world; it was mainly run by prey...prey who hated predators. In other words, if you were a predator, it would suck to live in Zootopia. But we'll get to that later. Right now, let's meet our main character.

We open at his house, where we see his family getting him ready for something very big.

"Okay Nick" said his father, Mr. John Wilde "Time for your first day of daycare"

"But I don't wanna go, pop" said Nick "I wanna stay home and play with you and mommy"

"I know son, but your mom has to stay and take care of our house and I have to find an empty building to start my business" said John "Once I find it and come up with the plans, I'll take you home, okay?"

"Yes papa" Nick nodded.

"Have a fun day at school, baby" said his mother, Miranda.

"Thanks mama" Nick hugged his mother.

John drove Nick to the daycare, where Nick felt nervous. He had never been away from his family before and this was the first time he had been on his own. He walked inside and saw a bunch of animals playing, most which were prey.

"Hello" he said shyly "My name is Nick and I am new here"

A group of prey consisting of a beaver, a goat, a hippo, a zebra and horse then walked over to Nick, with angry faces.

"You're a fox!" said the beaver.

"Yeah, I am" Nick nodded "Why?"

The beaver snapped his fingers and the other prey animals started holding him down.

"What are you doing?" Nick asked, petrified.

"You really think we would play with a fox without a muzzle?" the mean beaver, asked grinning evilly.

The bullies then put a muzzle right on Nick and laughed right at him as he started to panic and cry.

"Aw, widdle foxy woxy got hurt" the beaver laughed sadistically "What're you gonna do, cry? HA HA HA HA!"

Nick struggled to get the muzzle off, but all the other kids kept laughing and laughing at him. Nick ran to the hallway and finally pulled the muzzle off, then he buried his face into his knees and started to cry.

Just then, a kid had been walking by. It was a young white, arctic fox. He tapped on Nick's shoulder.

"Excuse me, are you okay?" he asked, gently.

Nick turned up and saw the other fox smiling at him. His sniffles died down a little.

"Hi, I'm Finnick" said the other fox "What's your name?"

"My name's Nick" Nick wiped away his tears.

"You're new here right? So am I" said Finnick "It's nice to meet you, Nick. Wanna go play?"

"Sure" said Nick "I'd love to play"

Finnick and Nick walked together back to the classroom.

"Boy, you're pretty short" Nick remarked.

"Don't call me that!" Finnick said angrily "I hate being short"

"I'm sorry" said Nick.

"It's okay, but don't call me short again" Finnick said.

"Okay" Nick smiled.

Nick and Finnick played together, while the other animals (who were unfortunately, all preys) gave them dirty looks.

"Why are they looking at us like that?" Nick asked his new friend.

"Well, prey hate people like us" said Finnick "So they treat us differently"

"Oh" Nick said sadly.

Soon enough, it was snack time and the kids were being served graham crackers. Nick and Finnick sat alone at their own table.

"I love grahamm crackers and lemonade, Nick" said Finnick.

"Yeah" Finnick agreed "That's one good thing about this place"

Just then, someone else arrived at the table. It was a fat cheetah cub.

"Hello" he smiled "Mind if I sit with you?"

"Sure, you can sit with us" said Nick.

"Thanks" said the cheetah cub "My name is Benjamin Clawhauser"

"My name is Nick and this my new best friend, Finnick" Nick said cheerfully.

"Hey" Finnick waved to Benjamin.

"Aww" Benjamin gushed at Finnick "You look so cute, you widdle fox"

Finnick snapped his teeth and growled "Don't do that again! You got that?"

"Sorry" said Benjamin.

"So your name's Benjamin, right?" asked Nick.

"Yeah" Benjamin nodded.

"How about 'Benny' instead?" suggested Nick.

"I'd love that" Benjamin smiled "Thanks"

Just then, three other animals arrived; a purple panther, a polar bear and an alligator.

"May we sit with you three?" asked the panther.

"Sure" said Nick "Take a seat"

The polar bear, panther and alligator took a seat right next to the trio and they started to eat their graham crackers and drink their lemonade.

"My name's Nick" Nick introduced himself "And these are my friends; Benny and Finnick"

"Nice to meet you" Benny said cheerfully.

"Same here" Finnick deadpanned.

"Hi my name's Klondike" the polar bear introduced himself.

"My name's Jasper" the panther introduced himself.

"And I'm Gator" said the alligator.

The six friends started to talk for a while and soon enough, they became fast friends; outcasts driven by a society dominated by prey's. Since then, Nick and his five new friends had formed a rather unlikely bond together and had been pretty close as they could be, but not too close.

Little did these boys know that something big would change their lives forever.


Author's Note:

Here it is! The first chapter in my own interpretation of Zootopia. Stay tuned, because there's more to come.